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X2

So yesterday Josh’s mom took us out to see X2. Fantastic movie. Better then the first one, in my (never very) humble opinion.
The movie stopped when there was about 15 minutes left to go. It was only off for about 2 minutes, tops, but we all got free passes for the “inconvenience” of it all. Woo! Free movie! Now we just have to decide if we’re going to go see the Matrix: Reloaded, LXG, Finding Nemo, or what. I think we’re leaning towards the Matrix.

Mmmmm….Nightcrawler….
Damn but they made him sexy, even with those weird tattoos.

Mmmmmm….

^_~

Hopping on the Bandwagon…

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell – The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 – Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Moderate
Level 6 – The City of Dis (Heretics)Very High
Level 7 (Violent)High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)High
Level 9 – Cocytus (Treacherous)High

Take the Dante’s Divine Comedy Inferno Test

Yay me.
It is true that I sigh a lot ^_~

Self Labeling

Yesterday was nice and warm ^_^ Almost 20 degrees out! So it was a little too warm to wear my jacket home from work, but I already had other things to carry, so I just wore it undone.

I was also wearing the t-shirt my parents brought me back from Houston.

Long story short, I was walking around shopping after work with “HO” on my chest ’cause the jacket was open just enough to show that part.

Sometimes I hate my job

Some days I just do. I love the work, but I hate the circumstances.
I worked an extra 3 hours on Friday to get Saturday off. I couldn’t work any later than that, because a lot of the work I do is time-dependant, so there’s not much you can do ahead of schedule.
After a great Easter Break, fast forward to today.
Now, I’m salaried, so I don’t get paid a second past 3:00 pm. So guess who’s there until 8:45 tonight (from a start time of 7:00 am) catching up? It wouldn’t have been so bad, but they brewed right through the weekend, an since yesterday was a holiday, I had todays work, plus catch-up from the weekend, plus all of the start-up samples from yesterday (usually taking an hour and a half by themselves)

If I ever get it into my head again that a 3-day weekend is a good thing, throw something at me.

DVD Madness – Trying to watch Spirited Away

So apparantly TVs can be “too old” to work with a DVD player. Our TV is one such TV.
We only discover this after crawling around on the floor behind the cabinet and trying every which way (like all two) to do the connections. We read the ever-so-helpful manual.

Turns out our TV just sucks. I coulda told you that.

At least the little tv is normal, and works properly.
Only problem is that “wide screen” looks awfully tiny on 13 inches.

*sigh*

Good movie, though.

HTML Madness…

Mini content-adding-overhaul of my SMDC site. Added a “donate” button to each page, an FAQ section, and a “how to make your own site like this” section. Way too much fun. Consequently, I was up until after midnight, and of course I had to get up at 5:30 this morning so I can go to work.

Uggh.

Morons!

Bah!

Why? Why do we always get morons delivering our groceries??

It says right in our profile “Please use the back door”. Right under “special delivery instructions”, the part that gets printed out for the driver each time they make a delivery.

We have not once, not once since we moved here had someone find the “back door” on the first try. The most common thing attempted is to open the garage door (at the FRONT), which can’t possibly look more like a garage door. The second most attempted thing is to ring the doorbell on the front door.

Now, normally, that would be acceptable. But we live in a freaking basement apartment! We don’t have access to the front door! Not to mention how it pisses off the people who live upstairs (our landlords, no less) that they get called to the front door only to have to direct the delivery-person to the back door.

It’s. Not. That. Hard!

Say it with me: “back door”! Back!

Bah again!

Doggone

Well, Finnegan’s gone.

He was my parent’s sheltie dog He was about 13 years old, but my parents only got him about 4 years ago.
A couple weeks ago, he started looking really sick, my mom even thought he was dead in his bed that first morning. But he wasn’t, so they called the vet and rushed him there. Both his liver and kidney counts were high (no one’s really explained exactly what that means to me – hell, no one thought to tell me he was sick for like 3 days) and he was pretty bad. They put him on IV drip and ran a few more tests. He wouldn’t eat, he wouldn’t even wag for my dad. After a couple days of IV and 24/7 pain killers, he was getting a little better, but the counts were still way too high, and coming down way to slowly.

Apparently, it was one of two conditions (I don’t know which ones, either). The choice was to either drive him to Guelph and pay $1400.00 just to find out what one, or to give him a steroid. With the steroid, it would supposedly cure one condition, or kill him in a few hours if it was the other. He was really suffering, and my parent’s didn’t have the 14 hundred dollars, so he got the steroid.
Nothing happened.
He was still in pain, he wasn’t getting any better or worse than he had been. The steroid helped ease his arthritis, but didn’t seem to be doing anything either way for whatever was wrong with him.
Then a day later, he got really energetic, and even wagged and ate a liver treat from my dad. Then his condition pretty much plummeted into the toilet.
So tonight, my dad had to make the decision to put him down. Poor thing, he was in so much pain.

So I sent this link to my dad. I just happened to be Googling for pictures of angel wings, and just happened to be looking at this picture when I heard the news.

……

Yeah.
That dog and I never really liked each other, but it’s always sad when a pet dies.

Well, whaddaya know.

Huh.

It actually works. Colour me both surprised and happy. My faith in humanity actually squeaks up a notch. Who says all we’ll pay for is sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll?

Some mystery person actually gave me $20.00 for my “Send Me to Dragon*Con” fund!. It’s only 4%, but hey, it’s a start! And it’s only been 3 days! ^_^

Entry The First

Well, here we go. Let’s see if I’m any better at keeping an online journal than I am at keeping a pen-and-paper one. Probably, because it’s far easier for me to type than it is to write everything out longhand. So there. ^_^

Yesterday sucked at work. Everything needed to happen at once, and there was only one of me. Damn ulcer acting up again because of it. Today was much better, and now it’s my weekend! Yay!

^_^